Creativity

There was a man once, a long time ago, maybe it was yesterday, he cried at night, alone, in a room on a bottom floor as the snow fell outside is window. As the snow grew deeper the moonlight reflected [...]

I remember walking down a country road in springtime. It was after sunrise and I had wandered away while the others slept. A wooden fence lined each side of the road; in the fields beyond I knew there would one [...]

The man in blue comes by everyday. He walks in the front yard, steps through the flowerbed. He leaves me things by the front door, but I just throw them away without looking. He thinks he can scare me, intimidate [...]